No More Pain For This Villain.

Chapter 309 Change.... everything

In the dimly lit room, shadows danced along the walls, casting an eerie ambiance over the space. Three figures stood in the center, their silhouettes distinct against the backdrop of darkness.

Vexis, draped in flowing garments of deep obsidian, exuded an aura of serpentine grace. Her eyes, intense and venomous, held a captivating gaze that seemed to pierce through the shadows. Dark tattoos snaked across her alabaster skin, adding an air of mystery to her already enigmatic persona.

General Zephyrion, with his commanding presence, stood tall and imposing. His hand rested on the wall as he muttered incantations under his breath, his gaze fixed on the circular pattern before him. There was a sense of authority in his demeanor, as if he held the power to command the very shadows themselves.

On other hand-Krinos, the army general, towered over the others with his massive frame. A Minotaur of formidable strength, he exuded an air of quiet confidence. His gaze was focused, his expression unreadable as he observed the unfolding events with a sense of anticipation.

As Zephyrion's words echoed through the room, the wall began to tremble, its surface pulsating with dark energy. Suddenly, a cloud of dark smoke billowed forth, swirling around the room in a sinister dance. Shadows coalesced into a gaping hole in the wall, revealing a sight both eerie and unsettling.

From the depths of the darkness emerged a massive eyeball, its surface glistening with an otherworldly sheen. It hovered in the air, casting a malevolent gaze upon the assembled figures. This was the demon god Azra, ancient and powerful beyond measure.

[Took you time.]

Azra's voice echoed from depths.

""Long Live Demon God!""

The three figures knelt before the behemoth, their heads bowed in reverence. Something stirred in the shadows beneath their feet, a presence lurking just beyond the edge of perception.

*TUT*

A skeletal figure emerged from the darkness, its form shrouded in swirling shadows. Dark tendrils coiled around its bones, weaving together to form a sinister armor that clung to its frame. With each step, the figure exuded an aura of ominous foreboding, its presence commanding attention.

"Are these your mighty general's Azra?" Asked the skeleton.

This was Riksar, a being of darkness and decay, his twisted horns gleaming in the dim light. A beating heart pulsed within his chest, a macabre reminder of his undead nature. His bony hands were adorned with arcane symbols, each one pulsating with dark energy.

As Riksar stood before the all-seeing gaze of Azra, a sense of dread hung heavy in the air. The skeletal figure seemed to radiate power, his very presence a testament to the dark forces at work in the world.

In the presence of the demon god, the three figures remained silent, their minds filled with thoughts of conquest and dominion.

[This is Riksar, the new Demon King.]

Azra declared, and Zephyrion's eyes shook under his kneeling figure, but he remained calm and composed.

It was he who was supposed to be the next demon king, but now that Azra had already declared this new Riksar as the demon king, none of them could actually say anything to this.

[How are the preparations?]

Asked Azra. Zephyrion stood up and stared straight at Riksar, who stood tall in front of everyone, his hollow eyes saying nothing.

"Everything is done," he kept it short. He did not know why everything was shifted and had to be done earlier when initially they were given years of time. They had to do everything faster than before.

[I won't be able to join you all in this battle, but remember, you shall stand behind Riksar and help him conquer the world.]

They also remained silent.

As Azra's decree settled over them like a shroud of darkness, a palpable sense of unease hung heavy in the air, suffocating even the bravest souls. Zephyrion, his eyes betraying a flicker of uncertainty, exchanged a knowing glance with Vexis. Their silent communication spoke volumes, echoing the doubts that gnawed at the edges of their loyalty, hidden beneath a facade of compliance.

Riksar, the newly anointed Demon King, stood stoic amidst the swirling shadows, his skeletal form a stark contrast to the pulsating darkness around him. His hollow eye sockets gleamed with an unsettling hunger, a thirst for power that seemed insatiable, casting an ominous aura that sent shivers down the spine of even the most hardened onlooker.

With a subtle nod from Azra, the assembly dispersed, leaving Riksar alone in the dimly lit chamber. As the echoes of their retreating footsteps faded into silence, a sinister grin twisted across Riksar's bony visage, revealing yellowed teeth sharpened to points. It was a grin that spoke volumes of his ambition and ruthlessness, a testament to the depths of his hunger for dominion, a thirst that would brook no opposition, no matter the cost.

The room around them seemed to melt away, revealing their perch atop a jagged mountain peak. The air was thick with tension, every breath laden with the weight of impending doom. A blood-red hue bathed the landscape, casting an ominous glow over the jagged cliffs and twisted rock formations that surrounded them. Below, hundreds of feet down the sheer mountainside, the ground writhed and seethed with movement, the throngs of shadowy figures resembling a horde of ants, their forms obscured by the swirling mist that clung to the mountainside.

These were no ordinary ants, however. They were warrior demons, the backbone of their dark army, their very presence a testament to the might and power of their new king.

Millions and millions of them.

Riksar cast a gaze downward, his bony hand sweeping in a grand gesture. Instantly, the cacophony of shouts and roars from the assembled demons below ceased, replaced by an eerie silence. They stood motionless, their eyes fixed on their new king, awaiting his command with a mixture of reverence and fear.

"These look obedient," He muttered, from kow one he knew- the world was about to change....for everyone.

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